"Alliance Town is too clean!" The black-haired youth complained, "No trash, no plants, not even soil!"

System 2d14: "Host!

Why don't we go to those big bosses' gardens to look? "

An alien: "How many points does the cheapest garden cost?"

System 2d14: "2 billion …"

An alien: "Forget it, I can't afford it."

System 2d14: "Host!

Mission enforcers can continue to carry out salvation missions without returning to Alliance Town.

If you complete your personal information now, you can directly go to the next mission world!

There will definitely be more organic matter in the mission world than in Alliance Town! "

"That's a good idea!" The black-haired youth praised.

After being praised by its host, the system excitedly asked, "Host!

Do you want to complete your personal information now? "

The black-haired youth: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding!

Host, please confirm if your name is correct. If not, please change it immediately. System default name: Alien. "

System 2d14: "Eh?

Host!

Your name is so strange ~ "

The black-haired youth said without changing his expression, "The system made a mistake. Change it immediately. My name is … um … Xiao Yi.

Xiao as in big, Yi as in alien. "

System 2d14: "Ding!

Change complete.

Is the host an ability user? "

The black-haired youth: "No."

System 2d14: "Ding!

If you are not an ability user, please fill in your specific specialties. "

The black-haired youth secretly changed the concept, "Synthesizing one type of organic matter into another type of organic matter, and converting it into an extremely specific type of inorganic matter."

System 2d14: "Host!

But you also have the tentacle ability? "

The black-haired youth continued to trick the silly system, "Aren't tentacles the organic matter converted from trash?"

System 2d14: "Oh, that's true.

Ding!

Data complete.

You can now choose an apocalyptic world with a difficulty factor of 10 or less as the second mission world. "

The black-haired youth: "Is there a difficulty factor of 10?

I want to save points to buy a house. "

System 2d14: "Ding!

Currently, there is only one apocalyptic world with a difficulty factor of 10 that is currently open: Planet C's zombie apocalypse.

Do you want to apply? "

The black-haired youth: "Yes."

System 2d14: "Ding!

Deducting 10 points to choose a location, otherwise, the transmission will be random, do you want to … "

The black-haired youth: "What do you think?"

System 2d14 said, "Oh, I have applied for a random transmission for you. Counting down from 10, 9 …"

Two minutes later, Planet C

The black-haired youth appeared out of thin air in a desolate alley.

What was different from what he had expected was that the scene of organic matter being everywhere didn't appear as he had expected.

In fact, now that it was late autumn, there was nothing in the empty alleyway except bricks and cement and the rustling wind.

A certain alien that was still wearing a short-sleeved shirt could only hug his left shoulder with one hand and shiver. It was so cold!

A certain Alien was now just an ordinary human boy. His five senses were not sharp, and he did not dare to change back to his original form. What if there were other local Metahumans around?

However, there was always a way out. A certain xenomorph carefully stepped over the wreckage and glass shards of various vehicles and arrived at the end of the alley. Finally, it found a zombie swaying around the corner!

A certain alien stared at the zombie with green eyes and ran toward it happily.

Just as the black-haired boy was about to pounce on the zombie and give it a passionate hug, the black-haired boy suddenly stopped.

"Child, be careful!"

Following this shout, a certain xenomorph was instantly swept to the side by a sudden gust of wind, narrowly missing the zombie. Clang!

It knocked down an abandoned motorcycle and made a series of clanging sounds before rolling to the concrete floor.

Only then did the slow-witted zombie discover the Xenomorph. It staggered towards the black-haired youth, but was hit by three fireballs flying from behind. It rolled on the ground and burned.

The alien turned its head and saw an old man and an old woman rushing toward it.

"Child, are you okay?" The confused alien was helped up by the old woman who had just spoken.

Without waiting for the boy to respond, the series of sounds just now was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing the originally silent alley and the surrounding residential buildings to become restless.

A series of rustling noises mixed with beastly growls came from all directions and converged on the group from afar and near.

"Not good!

We've attracted the nearby level-2 zombies! "

The old man who had just shot out the fireball immediately became nervous. He pulled the alien over and protected it with the old woman in the middle.

At this time, four or five zombies had already appeared in their line of sight. They were clearly much more agile than the zombie that had been burned to ashes, and their rotting was not as serious.

The zombies roared and rushed toward the three of them!

The black-haired boy saw the old woman use wind to blow the two zombies at the front, causing their movements to become sluggish. The old man immediately threw out two fireballs, but these zombies were clearly stronger. They rolled on the ground and half of the flames were extinguished. However, the zombies behind them were still rushing over!

The two of them could only continuously use their abilities and use wind and fireballs to barely block the zombies.

System 2d14 anxiously shouted in the black-haired boy's mind, "Host, great!

Quickly go and help them! "

The alien was also in a dilemma. Should I reveal my terrifying nature and transform back to my original form to save their lives?

At this time, the old man and the old woman were already exhausted. The wind and fireballs were much weaker. One of the zombies was about to pounce on the old man's body!

The alien took a deep breath and simply maintained its human form and crashed into the zombie. When the zombie's watery fangs were about to bite the old man's neck, the alien hugged the zombie tightly and pushed it to the ground. While taking advantage of the situation, the alien hugged the zombie and rolled under an abandoned van.

"Child!" The two old men behind the black-haired boy shouted worriedly.

However, they were firmly entangled by the swarm of zombies and could not do anything else. They could only watch as the zombie grabbed the young man and dragged him under the van, disappearing from their sight.

At this time, the black-haired boy firmly pressed the zombie under his body. His right hand that was hugging the zombie's waist instantly transformed into black silk, happily absorbing the nutrients.

The unlucky zombie sensed danger and bit at the young man's cheek, trying to make a final struggle!

A certain alien heard the System's terrified screams in its mind. Looking at the enlarged zombie's ferocious bloody mouth, it had no choice but to mutate its own mouth and bite down on the zombie's chin!

Then, with a strong pull, the poor zombie's lower jaw was instantly separated from its head.

The black-haired boy spat the zombie's lower jaw on the ground and looked at the zombie that only had its gums left.

System 2d14: "Urgh!"

At this time, the black-haired boy saw from the corner of the alley that a muscular young man was running over at a speed of 100 meters per second. He directly knocked away the zombies blocking the way and joined the battle.

He punched the head of a level-2 zombie that was about to bite him. Then, he squatted beside the van, grabbed the right leg of a certain Alien and pulled it out with all his might. He wanted to pull the black-haired boy out of the terrifying zombie's hands!

The alien quickly gave up on the zombie that was half sucked dry and transformed its mouth back to human form.

Suddenly, a rotten stench engulfed the black-haired boy.

The alien could only resist the urge to vomit from the human body. At the same time, it used its right hand that was hidden under the zombie's body to claw the ground and shout at the muscular young man.

Then, it turned its head and spat out its tongue, lips, teeth, and entire oral mucus that was covered in zombie mucus. (System 2d14: "Oh my god!!!")

Then, it instantly grew a new mouth for itself.

The abandoned puddle that was spat out on the ground consciously transformed itself into black silk and disguised itself.

At this time, the black-haired boy retracted his right hand and was dragged out by the muscular young man.

The alien stood up with the help of the muscular young man and was then pushed into the middle of the three people to protect it.

Then, with the addition of the muscular young man, the battle situation was instantly reversed. A few minutes later, the three people eliminated the seven to eight zombies.

"Child!

It's all my fault!

If you didn't want to save this old man, you wouldn't have … "The old man turned to look at the boy who was bitten by the zombie regretfully. When he saw that his face was unscathed, he instantly froze.

"Child, how are you?" The middle-aged woman still asked with a worried expression.

"It didn't bite me." The black-haired boy said embarrassedly. 'I bit it …'

"Child, you're too careless!

Why did you run towards the zombie! "

When the middle-aged woman saw that the boy was fine, she immediately let out a sigh of relief and blamed him for not living up to her expectations.

Then, she caught a glimpse of the black-haired boy's left arm …

"Child, you must have suffered a lot!

You were all alone and had no superpowers. Our family's Xiao Yong was also bitten by a zombie at that time … Although he cut off his own arm, he didn't make it in the end.

At that time, he was about the same age as you are now … Sigh, when I see you, it's like seeing our family's Xiao Yong again. "

Aunt Huang's eyes were filled with tears. On the side, Uncle Chen and the muscular young man also became sad.

At this time, the black-haired boy stared blankly at his missing left arm and thought sadly in his heart, 'In order to not expose yourself, you might never grow it back!'